The Death Knell

"Jellybean, help me see what he is thinking?"

When Su Ming, who was holding the sword, started fighting Zubado again, he contacted Harley who was watching the excitement in the spaceship through strangulation, and wanted to hear her thoughts. After all, her abilities were also very exaggerated.

Regarding Deathstroke's method of contacting the adjutant through strangulation, and then the adjutant completing the communication, Harley had not seen her boyfriend use it in the past.

But this time it was different, the voice sounded directly in her head, and it felt fun!

"Kiss little bee, how did you get into my head? I can hear your voice, hahaha." She sat up from Poison Ivy's arms, blinked her eyes and started to feel like she was taking medicine. He shook his head and laughed: "Then help me see if there is another me in my mind. She is eating other people's eyeballs now? There is a lot of saliva in her mouth now."

"I'm not drilling into your brain. This is just a little bit of newly learned bio-communication skills. If you can't see what's in your brain, don't hypnotize yourself to play. Be careful that you won't be able to solve it in the future."

While they were talking, the two people, who turned into streams of light in the sky, fought hundreds of moves, but no one had the absolute upper hand.

Speechless, Su Ming waved the golden giant sword in his hand and collided with the opponent's smoke-emitting giant sword again and again. Although he still had the advantage in terms of weapons and strength, the opponent still had no flaws after taking hundreds of swords. , it is indeed a bit troublesome.

Unlike Brutus, Zubado's martial arts are very exquisite. Although he has never seen alien martial arts, he is obviously well-organized and not like a bull-headed man who just fights randomly.

In addition, he is suspected to be the owner of super-fast self-healing ability, because he has wanted to actively exchange injuries with Su Ming many times, looking confident and fearless.

Maybe he knew that he would feel uncomfortable if he was struck by a human, but Deathstroke would have the same consequences if he was struck by him.

After a little speculation, the weapon in his hand should have the concept of 'void', and maybe there are concepts such as 'resentment' or 'curse'. Anyway, seeing the huge sword emitting black smoke, Su Ming was not going to be Cut.

"Tsk, okay, actually I'm weird about wanting to make friends with myself, because our underwear can be interchanged."

Harley accepted Su Ming's new ability very easily. She lay back between the girls and silently communicated with the man through her brain:

"You ask what this octopus face is thinking? All I can say is that his mind is a mess, full of gibberish. I'm sorry, dear, although I can see the thought bubbles on his head, I can't understand the alien text. , you have to find a way to get him to think in English or Chinese, I am also a little bit fluent in French and Devil's language, hee."

This is the limitation of Harley's ability to climb over the wall. She can see a lot of things she shouldn't, but whether she can understand them is another matter.

"Is that so? Forget it, I'll change my tactics." If a plan doesn't work, Su Ming is not in a hurry. There is nothing wrong with balancing the power anyway. This is Multiverse 3, no one's territory, and time is not that urgent. .

"Okay, kill him quickly. I also want to go home and feed the cats. I don't know if the corpses I left for them last time have been eaten."

The little lunatic's thinking was very fast, and for some reason she thought of the cat at home again.

After cutting off the connection between his thoughts and feelings, Su Ming dodged Zubado's sword and struck an energy wave with the opponent. They both flew back several thousand meters and began a new round of sizing up and planning each other.

"Adjutant, call that person, fifty thousand."

Here's the order. Before the adjutant could give the notice, Su Ming's side flashed, and a mean man appeared, imitating a woman's speech:

"Hehe, cousin, I'm out."

After saying this, he turned his head and mouthed through his mask in the direction of no one behind him, probably to tell the non-existent audience that he missed everyone.

"Here you come, but why are you only wearing a mask and a parachute?"

Su Ming looked at Wade, who was slowly falling beside him, speechlessly, referring to his current appearance.

I don’t know what this bitch was doing before, but he didn’t bring any weapons or a pony bag. Instead, he was naked, wearing a hood and socks, with a teleportation belt hanging around his waist, and a World War II-era parachute on his back.

His underwear and socks were the same set, and he hadn't changed them in an unknown amount of time. The original strawberry pattern had turned black and looked stiff and stiff.

"I was sleeping before. When I heard you call me, of course I went out immediately. As for weapons, what kind of weapons do you need to deal with a guy hanging on his face? Keep it on me."

As he said this, the small eyes on Deadpool's mask looked up and down at the enemy in the distance. When he found that the other party was also looking at him, he raised his middle finger to the other side and continued chattering to his cousin:

"If my guess is correct, the other person should be a transgender! Yes, he must have fallen in love with me, but I can only reject him severely, because cousin, you will give me $50,000! Audience friends, Please type the word 'professional' on the public screen and send the gifts away."

"How about you go back? Call Carol over for me." Su Ming sighed, grabbed Wade's shoulders and stopped him in the air: "Isn't this the time to joke, or do you have an itchy butt again?"

"Don't call me Captain Marvel, I can do that too." Wade started to squirm, struggled to turn his body, raised his butt towards Su Ming, covered his face and said coyly: "If it were you, my cousin, my ass You can use it however you like, as long as you add money, after all, this is equivalent to extra work on my part."

"puff!"

Although Wade was not wearing a uniform today, the sound of the owl dagger sliding into his belly was still the same. Then Su Ming pulled out the dagger and cut off the parachute rope with his backhand, throwing Wade away like a wind demon shuriken to watch the fun. Zubado.

Because the speed of the flying prop was too fast, Deadpool, who was flying in a Tai-shaped spin, began to shed his skin due to the wind resistance. His rotten skin, thick crust-like armor, scars and other things remained in the air like snow. A faint trail was left.

Maybe Zubado also sensed the danger. Although he didn't know why the man who was thrown as a prop was in danger, he still avoided it.

After taking a step in the air, Deadpool swirled past him, leaving only a wisp of 'fragrant wind'.

"Ahem! Ahem!"

Suddenly, Octopus Face covered some of the tentacles under his hood, and coughed very uncomfortably, probably because he accidentally inhaled some of Wade's skin flakes.

"Did your hand slip again?" Wade flashed back to his cousin through the belt, holding his belly and falling to the ground. He teleported to the same height again: "I'm going to get married soon. If there is a scar on my belly, I will How to explain it? Shakira will think that I gave birth to a child through caesarean section, etc. Maybe she will find this more exciting."

Every time he paused in speaking, it was the process of being teleported back up after falling. He would disappear and appear in mid-air, actually achieving a different kind of hovering in the air.